I am loved to be
Strong in relationships
Like common salt
We daily use
Sodium Chloride(NaCl)
Ionic bonding
But, I am afraid of
Water (H2O)
Can have
Strength to
Break us
How strong we are
Making situation worse

I've been here a little over a year
And never would have guessed
That in the reading of some poems
I would end up so depressed

Have these people ever stepped out in the sun
To breath in the fresh air
I'm not trying to put them down
I am one who really cares

I've found in life it's all in the attitude
So if your one of those on the brink
Please back up a step or two
Before you take the final leap

And try to think of happy thoughts
Like skipping in the park?
Butterflies and puppy dogs?
Might bring you from the dark

How about cotton candy?
The Circus or the Zoo?
You might want to try something fast
Before you totally come unglued

Well, I'm felling much better now!
I hope that you are too and this diatribe has helped you
Cause if you stay on this demented path
I'm afraid the best of life you'll lose

R is for the radiance of the relaxation of  pure souls that float in the highest degrees of faith !
A is the awesome pure morals we try to keep in our minds and hearts
M is for the mercy of Allah that covers our hearts with blessings and love
D is for the duas and honest prayers we pray every night seeking Allah's super mercy
A another A for the ardent spiritual hopes of vanishing all the sins and mopes
N is for the new better version of our hearts with brand  new beats of faith, joy, love and mercy

Ramadan is our lantern of hope and blissful chance to get the blessings of Allah and spread peace and love all over our surroundings ...
Ramadan is the most fascinating chance to change towards the Best and to blossom the entire year with faithful flowers ...

You cross my mind
Every second
I am thankful
To God
For your existence
May I look like
A stranger to you
At present.
But you are not
A stranger to me
You were
In my heart
In my pulse
In my blood
Giving Love
Like oxygen
For respiration
Helping me to
Survive

We were in the fourth grade.
     Richie Ackerman was having
     a birthday party.
There were the two twin sisters
     so exceptionally cute
     blonde hair in dresses.
We played spin the bottle.
First kiss was regular mail
     kneeling or seated.
Second kiss was air mail
     standing in place.
Third kiss was special delivery
     in the hallway.
In the circle of players Richie spun first --
     his birthday after all.
Must have been my tenth time around
     before a regular mail kiss
     with one of the twins.
She smiled a welcome.
I was shaking.
     Right on the lips
     very short
     very soft
     she smelled so good.
The game proceeded
     we experienced more kissing
     yet that first kiss
     lingers on.